where's the effin snow?

I'm sick. Really sick. The kind of sick that makes me think, "I bet death is softer than this." Perhaps the worst part about this sick is that I thought it would just be a 24-hour thing, but apparently not. Who knew that the few crackers, 2 spoonfuls of rice, water and 3 sips of gatorade I had yesterday would not heal me, but put me back at square one? Gross.

Since I'm sick, I'm going to whine about stuff. My main concern at this moment: Where the crap is the snow? It's January 8th! Are you kidding me? I used to have a really hard time feeling Christmas if there wasn't snow, but since I've lived in Utah 9 &1/2 years, I'm over that because I've learned that snow isn't guaranteed here. Santa brought sleds for the girls and it has snowed ONCE since Christmas, at which time D took R & E to Rock Canyon park ("Mommy, we went sledding in the mountains!") before it all melted.

Which is the other thing. A storm blows through, leaving snow (maybe) and as soon as the clouds break, the sun comes out and melts it all. Not so bad for the roads; in the almost decade I've been here, I've seen snow plows only 2 or 3 times. But it doesn't do much for the winter-ness of stuff.

This throws off the schedule of things. If we're getting snowed on in April, people will be relieved because we didn't get the snow earlier in the season, which will of course affect The Drought - our favorite news topic each summer. The Drought is an enigma in the summertime lives of Everyday Utahns who are told to Slow The Flow, Save H2O. Interestingly enough, Utah Business Owners are somehow exempt from "watering lawns three times a week, only between the hours of 10:pm and 6:am", as can be seen when their sprinklers are going full-force in 103-degree weather, as well as anytime it's raining.

My head hurts, so I'm going to step off and go lie down (lay down?) and gear myself up for spending every single summer day at Seven Peaks. Hopefully it won't be snowing.